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[Featuring 2Pac]
Chorus: repeat 2X All around the world,same song All all around the world same song [Shock G] I came for the party to get naughty, get my rocks on eat popcorn,watch you move your body to the pop song that I'm singing, dinga-linging, funky beats ringing everybody's swinging in the place as I kick the J and easy is my style R&B mixing it with the hip hop swing beat Champagne in my hand, it wont be long till I'm gone It's just the same old song [Humpty Hump] It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat kickin sweat drippin, girlies in the limo eatin chicken oops don't get the grease on your pantyhose I love ya Rover, move over, I gotta blow my nose Sneezin, but still I'm pleasin to all the slimmies Pull out my jimmie, time to get busy wit a Jenny if it's good and plenty, dont you know there I go, there I go, there I go But I dont go nowhere without my jim hat If I'm rappin, cause she's clappin then I'm strappin cause I'm smarter than that then girlie maybe we can get along Cutie after cutie, it's just the same old song Chorus: repeat 3X [Money B] Money B, the freaky deaky, the sqeaky meaky up and down as a matter of fact ill be right back i gotta take a leak So I'm drainin entertainin, but I got fame and the bases I touch to much for me tryin to be namin Aiyyo, you saw me on cable and gip I busted in and I was goin legit Clark Gable back in Pakland its the same old song sport these shorties, same freckles and hat drinkin the same 40's [Humpty Hump] hypothetical, political, lyrical, miracle whip just like butter, my ryhmes are legit Cause I'm the humpty. not humpty dumpty, but humpty hump here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump [Shock G] ah shut up and just listen not dissin dont get me wrong but to me its just the same old song so just watch, my name is shock, and i like to rock and you cant stop this 2Pac go ahead and rock this [2Pac] Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground Girls use to frown, say I'm down, when I come around gas me and when they pass me they use to diss me harrass me, but now they ask me if they can kiss me Get some fame, people change, wanna live they life high same song, can't go wrong, if I play the nice guy (clamin that they must have changed,just because we came strong) I remain, still the same (why Tu'?) cause it's the same song Chorus: repeat 3X |
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Yo Shock man people be comin up to me sayin
"Yo man, what's up with the Underground, man? You guys old school, new school, R&B or hip-hop?" What should I tell em? Now this is not your average everyday rap song We won't be rockin bells that go a ding and a dong The bass drummer hipper won't be lingering on Check out the way we kick it on the microphone The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song The drums are ringin with the serious tone Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, you like the way we swing Well listen close and make sure you don't miss a thing Don't you know that we're the microphone masters Known to MC's as the raw dog bastards We bust rhymes, and write everyday So listen close, to the things that we say Triple-slippin MC's will get verbally raped We'll send you home with that look on your face And just rock this, you can't stop this Ah just rock this, try and clock this (try and clock this) The funky beat is playing and we're swingin along The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song The funky drums is ringin with the serious tone Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, ya like the way we swing (ya like the way we swing) Cause America, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing I hope you do, cause if you don't it don't mean a thing See we don't play for other hip-hop crews, it's not about you We do the things that we wanna do We're MC's to please the loyal followers But you you're just a sucker hip-hop borrower Your real name is probably Bradworth or Bennett Your verbal baggage ain't got nuthin in it You think that you're rockin but you're not hip-hoppin So you best stop jockin at the masters MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) The Queen told you that you're nothing but an underling We're talkin trash, we kick it kind of cocky You can't deny it though the drums are good and sloppy The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song The funky drums are ringin with the serious tone Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, like the way we swing (they like the way we swing) Cause America, likes the way we swing [whispered] You're triple-slippin you're triple-slippin You're triple-slippin (yo man) you rhyme like a school teacher About convincing as a preacher, who smokes reefer Why don't you give it up just put the mic down Get out of town with that noise, this is the underground Not your average everyday rap crew You can tell by the things we say the things that we do The funky beat is playin and we're swing along Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, you like the way we swing (ya like the way we swing) Cause America, ahh, likes the way we swing And ya don't stop MC's... they don't know MC's... they don't know MC's... they don't know MC's... what I know DJ's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know DJ's... what I know See we have no time for suckers Who bite with their lowers and their uppers We came here to play and what we really wanna say is MC's, why don't you take the chill pill You really need to listen to the way we spill ah these rhymes, we don't have time to drop a dime Everytime a sucker thief gets away with a line Their mouths keep suckin cause they ain't got nothin But they best stop FUCKIN with the masters MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Cause Africa, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Cause down in Australia, they love the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Yo, cause Zimbabwe, likes the way we swing (and ya don't stop) Ahh, MC's, you like the way we swing Cause over in the Phillipines, they love the way we swing Yeah, MC's, you like the way we swing Don't you know the UK y'all, likes the way we swing Ahh, MC's, hah you like the way we swing Even in Cleveland, they like the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Japan, likes the way we swing (Kick it Shock) and ya don't stop Ah keep on gonna rock til we hit the top Ah one time, in your mind y'all Get busy, get busy, get busy, get busy... |
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Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid, Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain, In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more? You never heard nobody kick it like this before, Pink champagne, octopus brains, Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane. That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix didn't happen, Records kept floatin' all the fish kept laughin' A blowfish blew my mind and started to rhyme, As the octopus cut nine records at a time. Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down," But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned. The rhymes he say have no particular order Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater, Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper, Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper, Told me that I didn't have the right to bite, I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper." Sittin' in my aqua-blue jail cell, didn't have my bail, I had to break out with the rhyme, Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster, Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster" Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time, Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme. ...if you need a fo' instance, Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this. I'm tweakin' your speakers, and I'm makin' no sense, 'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense. The rhymes he say have no particular order Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish, And we're gonna do a little something like this: Well I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster, Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the ... Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme, Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time, With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound, I'm tellin' you I'm down, I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay. You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray. Get out of here with that boat and a stick, Get out of line, I'll call my homey Moby Dick. I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me, People fishin' don't catch me. And when you get home, sad 'cause you missed, Just remember MC Blowfish Keep on, you don't stop. Uh oh, here comes that stupid shark again, I guess I better blow up |
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All right!
Stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to. I look funny but yo I'm makin' money see so yo world I hope you're ready for me. Now gather round I'm the new fool in town and my sound's laid down by the Underground. I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf so just let me introduce myself My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty. Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee. And all the rappers in the top ten--please allow me to bump thee. I'm steppin' tall, y'all, and just like Humpty Dumpty you're gonna fall when the stereos pump me. I like to rhyme, I like my beats funky, I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy. I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack but sometimes I get ridiculous I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice hey yo fat girl, c'mere--are ya ticklish? Yeah, I called ya fat. Look at me, I'm skinny It never stopped me from gettin' busy I'm a freak I like the girls with the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy. Allow me to amaze thee. They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me. I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants and I even got my own dance {Chorus:} The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Verse Two: People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'" that's all right 'cause I get things cookin' Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me but ya can't get near me I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B, all the girls they adore me Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere 'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear. My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge, both how I'm livin' and my nose is large I get stoopid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid, I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it, I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits Also told ya that I like to bite Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write. All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance and now I'm gonna do my dance. {Chorus} Breakdown: Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh, yeah! Now that I told ya a little bit about myself let me tell ya a little bit about this dance It's real easy to do--check it out Verse Three: First I limp to the side like my leg was broken Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin' Crazy wack funky People say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty That's all right 'cause my body's in motion It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion Anyone can play this game This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name No two people will do it the same Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain Humpin', funkin', jumpin', jig around, shakin' ya rump, and when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump tell him step off, I'm doin' the Hump. {Chorus} Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Let's get stoopid! {Chorus} Oh, yeah, come on and break it down Outro: Once again, the Underground is in the house I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world, keep on doin' the Humpty Dance, and to the ladies, peace and humptiness forever |
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Well, we're the freaks of the industry.
My man, Money B, Oh my mellow, Shock G The freaks of the industry, And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G Well they say that birds do it, bees do it. [do it] Time to freak, Money B gets to it, Not a heavyweight, but I go twelve rounds, With a jab and a stick, I'm goin' lick for lick, so Give me the helmet, I'll be the stunt man. Just relax, and I won't front. Like Anita, I'm givin' you the best that I've got, And I'll be takin' it slow, never missin' a spot Yes, caressing your back we're chest to chest she's kissing on my freckles. I nibbled around your ears before I suck upon your neck. 'Oh Money B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin' But it's not a wet dream, it's the real The freaky dog, dark nasty, never lettin' a kitty-cat get past me, Without picking it up, pettin' it, teasin' it, Takin' it on home and pleasin' it Cause we're the freaks of the industry, You's a freak Money B. You got that Shock G The freaks of the industry, And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G. Say you're G'in' [G'in'?] Nobody else is seein' And the freak that you're wit' is in front of you, Bendin' over naked, and she's leanin' on the dresser [Ooh yeah] You're lookin' at her from the rear [Yeah] She looks just like Vanessa [The right stuff] Uh uh, not Vanessa with the singer career, But the X-rated video queen, Know what I mean? [Uh huh] A'ight, here's the scene: You're lying on you're back with your head on the edge of the bed, The booty's two feet from your head: Should you: A, take the time to find a condom, B, you walk right over and you pound 'em, C, tell her that you want her love, Well the answer is D, [D], all of the above. So you're freakin' [freakin'], the furniture's squeakin' [squeakin'] She's tweakin', sayin' that she's weak in the knees. Cheek to cheek, and pound for pound, You're taxin' it and waxin' it and workin' it around, 'Til the booty starts makin' that clappin' sound, Which is cool, but your friends are chillin' in the other room. The clappin's getting louder, you don't want them to clown you, In this situation, what do you do: [What?] A, you, plain and simply, back up off her B, you hit it just a little bit softer, C, you take it out and put it in het butt, Well, D is what I do, so, yo, listen up: I put a towel on the floor by the two inch gap under the door Now they can't see me any more. Check the locks so they can't clock, but they can listen. There'll be no bargin' in and there'll be no dissin' [Dissin'] Gettin' back to my mission, break out the whipped cream and the cherries, Then I go through all the fly positions: My head under her leg under my arm under her toe. She says, 'I like it when you scream, baby let yourself go.' I hit it and split it, lick it and quit it. After the ride, put my clothes on and walk outside, And before anybody gets a chance to speak, I say, 'Yo, don't say nuttin', I guess I'm just a freak!' Cause we're the freaks of the industry. Aw, you's a freak, G. Yo, you worse Money B. The freaks of the industry, And when you see us backstage, be prepared to G. [You know what man, you's a freak. I seen you with that girl at the hotel after that show last week. And what about that time out there in the park? Shhh, don't tell nobody] It's like this: Now if there's a cure for this, We don't want it, we'll run from it And if there's a remedy, We don't need it, we just eat it. [This is to the ladies: I'm a freak Hey, yo, piano man: take us out of here, man] |
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Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound Well, it's the Underground, You know that we're down with wutchyalike Yeah, with wutchyalike, yeah And though we're usually on the serious tip, check it out Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight We're gonna say what we like 'Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many people in the flow Would like to just let yourselves go and doowutchyalike Yeah, well tonight's your night Just eat food, try not to be crude or rude Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood And doowutchyalike Yeah, and doowutchyalike, everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go whereyalike Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class Let's all get together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it don't move Doowutchyalike Sometimes I bite Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat And if you're dirty, then go take a bath Messed up the line? Nope, sometimes I don't rhyme Help yourself to a cracker, with a spread of cheddar cheese Have a neck bone, you don't have to say please Eat wutch ya like, yo, smell how ya like Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, doowutchyalike, you know what I'm sayin'? Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh (Whatever you like to do, talk how ya like) Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool 'Cause everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like Homegirls, for once, forget you got class See a guy you like, just grab 'em in the biscuits And doowutchyalike Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown It really doesn't matter, we can all get down And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like From a pink-skinned yankee, to a blue black southerner Ditch digger or a governor Just doowutchyalike Look how ya like Now don't you know we're gettin' busy, it can't be corrected [Incomprehensible] had to be deaf I say what I like Like I said, sometimes we bite Even though you don't think it's right, yo, I like to bite Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong You got to admit, it's a new type of song Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go where ya like Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, do who ya like Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Alright, here we go, y'all, doowutchyalike Talk how ya like Drink wutch ya like Grab who ya like Feel wutch ya like Eat wutch ya like Scratch where ya like Itch if ya like Daddy, can I go outside? Huh, go where ya like, kid A brief announcement to all radio DJ's If this record is currently being played at your station We will provide the following time for you To announce your station identification We'd also like to add that we've now reached The three-and-a-half minute mark of this song Radio stations may begin your fade here For those that would like help, we will start your fade for you Now if this record is being played at a club, disco Lounge, house, basement, or block party Car stereo, stoop, or at any other social gathering We will now allow the beat to continue And proceed to give you more of what you like This message has been brought to you by the makers of The Way We Swing, and the Underground Talkhowyalike Posse I feel like a nice big bowl of cereal, icy cold milk Daddy, can I eat some ice cream? Look, I told you kid, eat wutch ya like, okay? Now the beat goes on 'til the break of dawn And just peep this, y'all, 'cause we're singin' a song And doowutchyalike, yeah doowutchyalike And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it don't move, and doowutchyalike Like I said, sometimes we bite, now we're all gettin' stupid And actin' a fool, anything that ya really wanna do is cool So, Goldfingers, cut wutch ya like Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat And if you're dirty, then go take a bath And doowutchyalike Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip hop fans And since we're not your average everyday rap band Yo, Piano Man, play how ya like Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool Everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool An' what, wait a minute, wait a minute Don't take your clothes off yet, not yet Wait 'til we get home Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got big bunions Toenails smell and look like onions, don't doowutchyalike Go see a foot doctor tonight Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Straight hair, curled, casual and glamor A shy girl, or loud like a bama From Connecticut, or from Louisiana Bad table etiquette, too much chatter Very well spoken, or real bad grammar I minority token, a brother in the slammer A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana If ya got a million, and live in Atlanta If you got a weak bladder, or can't climb a ladder What we're sayin' is, it really doesn't matter I need a word that sounds like 'atta' Slipped on a peel of banana, doowutchyalike Yeah, cool, gettin' stupid Once again you got the sound of the Underground Baby Dope is in the house Boy, yea, are we puttin' things in check, Baby D? Too stupid check I'm wit' it, yea, yo Dave Let's show 'em some old school It makes no sense just standin' around Come on everybody, let's all hang out Yeah, and doowutwelike From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime Come on, young ladies, let's have good times And doowutwelike Now, I can sing, I can dance, I'm the king of romance Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance To doowutchyalike? And get that thing packed tonight Vanessa Williams, ooh, you're so divine Just wanted to put your name in my rhyme And doowutchyalike Yeah, everybody doowutchyalike Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' End the record how we like |
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[Shock G, singing] Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you This time... this time... This time... this time... Sex packets, the girl of your dreams Just try one, it's not what it seems There's love... there's love... There's love... there's love... Now it's just sex in a pill It gives me such a thrill, it's nice And it's a guy for a girl, or a girl for a guy Try one tonight Now I just can't wait, till I get home tonight I got three for $10.99 No sex can be safer It's a pill, wrapped in a little piece of paper Real nice Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you This time... this time... This time... this time... Sex packets, a one or a two I just sell them, I cannot do This love... this love... This love... this love... Oh ohh girl You look so good to me, you're fine And oh ohh girl You whispered in my ear, said "Not tonight" You just won't get with me, and you think that you dissed me But now I can still be gettin busy With any girl I like No more will I ever have to jack it Cause instead, I can just take a packet Real nice Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you this time This time This time... this time... [Maverick] I'ma give ya what ya heart I'm just givin to your love And I'm feelin what you need Uncntested ecstasy [Shock G] Yeah you got it No, hold it like this Now just put it in your mouth There you go, there you go Just let it hit you baby Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you This time... this time... This time... this time... [Shock G and Computer Woman] Ahhh, it's like nothing I've ever had It feels so good, so good Ahhh, are you really here? I'm here, it feels good It's so real It is real, ahhh, you like that? Sex packets! [Maverick] I'ma give ya what you heart I'm just feelin what you love And I'm givin til you need Uncontested ecstasy (Yeah, I'm ready to mix you a packet I got your honey proof fresh out my bomber jacket Say you wanna double up? Why don't you make it a threesome, you know I'm hoein) [Maverick and Shock G] I got what you need I got what you need I got what you want And I got what you want Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh No sex can be safer It's just a pill Wrapped in a little piece of paper Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, huhhhahhohhhhh!! [Shock G] Biochemically compacted sexual affection Yeah, I'm equipped to mix you a packet Prescription pills, your favorite tossup in a pill A professional job baby, yeah [Shock G singing] No sex can be safer, it's a pill Wrapped in a (wrapped in a) Wrapped in a little piece of (little piece of) Little piece of, paper! [Shock G and Computer Woman] It's so real It is real |
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Excuse me trooper, will you be needing any packets today? Yo, B, don't be throwin' on my jacket, ok? Cool, just trying to get your attention So you can take a look at this invention Now peep these, I got some more in my jacket [Man, what are these, condoms?] Uh uh: sex packets It's like a pill, you can either chew it up Or like an alka-seltzer, dissolve it in a cup And get this: see the girl on the cover? You black out, and she becomes your lover [You're trippin] no, I'm serious, these are authentic [Yeah, well I don't take hallucenogenics] Wrong again, my man, this is way more real But since you know everything, I'll make someone else a deal Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man [Well now you got me curious, I'm kind thinkin bout buyin it] Three for ten dollars, it can't hurt to try it [Well what exactly do I get?] Well read what it says, look at the picture [Bet It says Chinese girl, age 17, waist 24, hips 33, Hmmm, this one here says young black virgin Man this is crazy, I'm gonna have to splure an get me a few of these things. How long do they last?] Well it depends, let's see These cheap ones here are ten minutes But these are extra power, they last about a half an hour And these here sell for bout 40 'Cause you get two girls [Yeah it says orgy] Right, and if you're married, it's no big deal You're not cheating at all, you're just poppin a pill And if your wife's got a headache and wants to hit the sack It's cool, take a packet fool Biochemically compacted sexual affection Now here, take a look at my selection Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man [OK, I want these two boxes of three And give my blondy here, and that one that says orgy And, by the way, I need something for my woman] Sure, I got guy packets [Cool, give me some of em] Now let me tell you how to take it: Either sit of lie down, and you really should be naked Otherwise you're gonna mess up your clothes, know what I mean? This is more then just a dream It's very realistic and it's gonna blow your mind So be careful: only take one at a time And never take one behind the wheel You'll black out and hit a pole [Cool, let's make the deal] These are 40, these are 80, and this one here is 10 Just give me a hundred dollars, I'll call it even But don't pull your money out yet, see There's one or two narcs in this area that sweat me Over here, [Yeah, this looks kinda cool 20, 40, 60, 80 a hundred, shmoove] Here's my number, in case you need to reach me again And remember, you need to be as safe as you can There's only one thing safer then using your hand Dial that beeper number, and call the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man |
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[Chorus] People, get ready for the heartbeat props (Heartbeat props!) Everybody, get ready for the heartbeat props (Heartbeat props!) We're gonna make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all (Heartbeat props!) It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props (We're giving heartbeat props) I give my man props cause he's living (Why wait until the heartbeat stops) Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving (We're giving heartbeat props) Uh, I give my man props cause he's living (Why wait until the heartbeat stops) Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving (We're giving heartbeats props) [Shock G] Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground Is going to stay down with the funky beats Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee A bass freak would say 밢ohwee, Peace to DU cause I like the way you do me?I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact I'd love to be another funk front runner But first we gotta deal with the fronters So I can't go on, it's time to drop a few bombs (Get busy, G, go on and take 멷m to school) Yeah, it's time spread the jewels I ask you about Malcolm and you tell me that he's wicked Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket And check what my man has to say Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play? Cause he's living for you and you and you and you The brother X tried but he died trying to get through So why wait until the heartbeat stops Yo, go on and give my man his props If you're really that down then act what you say KRS and Chuck need support today I see you posing with the Dr King hanging on your wall Only difference is Chuck might give you that call To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning Striking you down cause you're fronting A dead leader can't tax your mind Therefore he's not a threat to your personal time All the lagging and the dragging (Yo, I got something to do that day) Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging Fuck that fronting! We're pumping up the brothers Cause the brothers keep it pumping You got it all wrong When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on I thought you're hype on the mic Yeah, they never get it right That's why you see we gotta thank God, y'all For niggas like Ice Cube Cause they'll tell the record straight (Yo, my man's a prophet too) Yo, god, you think he ain't? So do the right thing, it's not a black or a white thing We're here to let you know it's just a human being thing We're pulling out all stops Cause it's time give heartbeat props [Chorus] [Big Money Odi$] I'm the type of guy that's sly like a fox An honor roll student in the school of hard knocks There was different type of brother that I used to look up to But I'm still giving props where the props are due But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about I wanted to give a Fuck You out To the nigga who went out on a whim He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton But I'm thanking God for niggas like Iceberg Slim And the chick the honky's ran to see She was the honky-tonk's fantasy Tina Turner, the living legacy And she's still got you tripping off the legs you see Another chick they used to beg to see Was Josephine Baker, she had them hooked They loved the way she shook her money-maker But why did it take them so many decades To give a little praise to who they ran rave to see [PeeWee] With a dark complexion she was sex symbol befo' Marilyn Monroe But her heart stopped before they gave props to the old pro [Big Money Odi$] It took a great man to mould those So I want to give props to my pops because he told those But there's a time to break necks and throw bolos Be a cold bro and throw low blows When you want to close the shows of your foes Cause foes are those that you got to break like windows Check it, when respect goes it's time to break a nose But give respect before the soul goes [PeeWee] Well, I suppose respect is what respect'll get ya So I'm giving them gifts before they're stiff like the pose In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines You be thumbing in 멷m, props to Beverly Johnson She was the first black woman in 멷m [Big Money Odi$] Pee, drop the bomb and end the pressure with the menace Smith & Wesson clear the lesson that your mama gave [PeeWee] Mama gave PeeWee the same threats, she used drastic measures Told me to give her the full respect or get my ass kicked It was my intention to relent just till the last kick When she goes she'll roll over in a solid gold casket When I was young Muhammad Ali had me sprung Cause he was the champion, as the champion he was my idol Yo, they took his title when he wouldn't take the gun And fight in Vietnam the only way he felt, then he won the bet again Now they want me in the army but they can't harm me Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't [??????] man to Uncle Tommy Props to Islam, it's getting brothers together before the big bomb Blast out, before we're all assed-out We need to see that we got to start giving the props to the living [Chorus] [Shock G] Yeah, Spike Lee, Alex Haley, Brand Nubian, sister Whoopi Goldberg Dick Gregory, X-Clan, sister Isis, BDP, Muhammad Ali, Stevie Wonder Poor Righteous Teachers, Andrew Jackson, Denzel Washington Sister Sarah Sahad Ali (?), Public Enemy, Stokley Carmichael Sister Oprah Winfrey, yeah, Jesse Jackson, nuff respect, Paris Gangstarr, Gil Scott Heron, George the fuck Clinton, Louis Farrakhan Sister Queen Latifah, Bill Cosby, sister Angela Davis The entire Nation of Islam, nucka, know what I'm saying? Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela Karreem Adul-Jabbar, the Black Panther Party, James Earl Jones The FOIs, nucka, Howard E. Rollins, sister Naomi, yeah, nuff respect! |
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[Dr Cook]
Ruth, send in the next patient [Chorus x4] Dodio-doe, there'll be no nose job Said dodio-doe, no nose job (smarter than that) [Baby DHumpty-Hump] People say, yo Humpty now that your records is sellin Ain't it about time for you to be bailin out Of the race and community you come from Yo, your face has gotta change, Hump! Ice Cube says you're making more than Donald Trump So yo, go on and get your nose fixed, Hump Dr: Sit down HH: Wait a minute, uh-uh Dr: Get in the chair [Humpty-Hump] Listen, now the black girl wants to get her lip tucked She says Doc, I want my slim hips so I'm a slim figure The white girl says my hips are not big enough And yo, Doc, inject the collagen and make my lips bigger All of these so-called celebrities Sellin millions of records and claimin no responsibilities A young girl sees you on a TV show She's only six, says "Mama, I don't like my nose!" Why'd you have to go and mess up the child's head So you can get another gold waterbed?! You fakehaircontactwearinliposuction carnival exhibit Listen to my rhyme, you need to hear it [Chorus] [Humpty-Hump] Uh, and you don't stop, check it I smell the message from the TV Does my Humpty nose deceive me? Smells like the blacker the wacker Polly wants to be a cracker, if you let her But see for me, the bigger the nose the better They say the lighter the righter Oh yeah?! Well, that's tough Sometimes I feel I'm not black enough I'm high yellow, my nose is brown to perfection And if I was to change it'd be further in that direction So catch me on the beach, I'll be gettin a tan Make sure there's no mis |
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Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop We-we chocolate cross-over Yea, we chocolate cross-over See me cocoa might go pop I'm cocoa and I might go pop Now it's about time that I cleared this so pardon me miss but I'd like for you to hear this If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back You see, I feel real good inside, and it's just from your nearness there's no need for you to fear this Kiss me, I'll kiss you back mmmm- Well ya look kinda cute to me I think we can achieve this plus you act like you need this Kiss me and I'll kiss you back You act real fly Money-B's not buyin' it quit denyin' it you're better off tryin' it Freak me girl and I'll freak you back (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuuuuh) Through any kinda weather will me and you forever stay together Well I just don't know but I'll tell ya what though If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back (kiss you back) And I guess you wanna know if I'm gonna be around I ain't sure but I'll tell you what I do know If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back (kiss you back) Awright, lets do this If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yea, Kiss me and I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back You with it? 'cause if you with it, I'm with it, yo If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yea, mmm- Just kiss me then I'll kiss you back I'll kiss you back, I'll kiss you back Now I'm hopin' that you hear me 'cause I love it when you're near me and I'm tellin' you sincerely that if you kiss me girl I'll kiss you back 'cause I really really really like you and I just want to make it clear we're gonna keep it fair and square kiss me and I'll kiss you back Yo it's not funny! real cute is what you say to me but any other way you play me If you love me then I'll love you back When you say I get the most out of this it kind of bothers me a fair exchange and no robbery Love me girl and I'll love you back Now I'm hopin that you hear me cause I love it when you're near me And I know you know I knew this so I guess that we can do this Awright, sing it with me again, c'mon If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Come on, keep it going If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yeah, ladies? If you love me boy I'll love you back Oh yeah? Yo I'm with it! If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Awright, awright that's cool, now let's change it up a little If you play with my tummy I'll tickle your feet You know? If you touch me here I'll touch you there Yeah, put lotion on me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back I'll kiss you back If you love me girl I'll love you back I'll love you back We know what you go though sometimes we put you down People treat you coldly they know you sleep around We never want to disrespect you And tell anyone in town But if you love me then I'll love you back I'm askin' if you're down I'm hopin' that you hear me 'cause I love it when you're near me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back I'll kiss you back You know I know you knew this so I guess that we could do this If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back You know what I'm sayin'? I mean if it's a deal to you it's a deal to me, but yo Kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yo let's kick it one more time, come on kick it If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Kiss me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back And I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you play with my feet I'll tickle your tummy If you love me boy I'll love you back Yea, I like it when the girls do it If you love me boy I'll love you back Come one ladies, one more time, kick it If you love me boy I'll love you back Cause if you kiss me then I'll kiss you back But if you hit me then I'll hit you back Smack me and I'll smack you back If you scratch me here I'll scratch you there Aww, put lotion on me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you kiss me girl I'll kiss you back If you touch me here I'll thouch you there Touch me here, baby, and I'll touch you there If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yea! Yo this is pumpin'! Yo Shock this is pumpin' man, this sounds like somethin I'd do! I hear ya, I hear ya Hump! You know what I'm sayin? Yeah. 'cept I'd do it like this: Hit it girls If you pinch my nose I'll play with your toes You know what I'm sayin? Right, right, right If you look real cutie I'll play with your booty Yeah Yeah Check it, yeah Yo, but would ya If you hold my nuts I'll Awright, that's enough! That's enough! What, what man? I ain't.. No, no Hump, come on man, no, no Awright, awright, awright Let's just keep it cool, you know what I'm sayin? If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Hold my nose! Uh-huh If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Jus't havin' fun with it, man, know what I'm sayin'? If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Kiss me then I'll kiss you back Awright, heh heh Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop We-we chocolate cross-over See me cocoa might go pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa pop We chocolate cross-over We chocolate might cross over See me cocoa might go pop I'm cocoa and I might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me? I'm cocoa, and I might go pop See me cocoa might go pop Yeah, we cocoa and we might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me See me cocoa might go pop go pop See me cocoa might go pop Me cocoa and I might go pop hah hah hah hah hah See me cocoa might go pop |
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Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love? Now, men want racism, black folks in prison, me bar What's goin' on with the luh-uh-ove? Boo-ya-kaw is the sound, brothers goin' down in the worst way I got my son a gun for his birthday. Now we've had enough, everybody wants to be tough, But I give the props to brothers on my level instead of trying to be above, 'Cause I see nothin' feminine about givin' your brother some love. Look deeply in each other's eyes: you know we are the ones Racism is a cloud that blocks us from the sun. One brother speaks in African, one sings Jamaican songs, Both of them are black men, but they still can't get along. Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love? Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love? Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love? Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love? (Yo, I know this brother named Tony, he beat up his own mom, man. (Nah, man). Straight up. Him and his two brothers, they all live in the same house with his mom, right. (Right). They all in their twenties, she the only one working. Anyway, one night she needed to get some sleep, she told him to turn his music down, and he just straight flipped on her: slapped her all up against the wall, cursed her out...) Mommy and Daddy they got married, they make love every night But Momma's gettin' tired, and Poppa hits the pipe at night. I see 'em kissin' wishin' I got the props that Pops, I mean the rocks, got I hope she hugs me, 'cause she never dug me. I figure still I hustle, tussle with the fool at school, The one that Momma sold my sneakers, thought she says he's freakin' her, Had the doubt until I caught 'em, then I fought 'im, then she slapped me, Hollered at me talkin' 'bout I messed up her ten dollars. God damn! Drug dealers dealin' to the kiddies, Livin' in the city ain't no pity on the itty-bitty. We try to cry, but still they all die, I try to speak to the youth, and the truth is they all high. What can I say but watch your back, youngster, As I sit and wonder, my other brother's steadily goin' under. It's like a curse, and it hurts 'cause it's worse, Momma's crazy 'cause her baby's in a herse. Wussup wit' the love? (Yo, my homey was joggin in this upper-class white neighborhood, he had his headphones on, right, you know, just joggin'. This old lady called the police. Just 'cause he was black, they stomped my homey. He couldn't here 'em though 'cause he had his headphones on. They ain't chase him, they didn't shine their lights on him. They just shot him ...dead!) This land once owned by Indians, who then would learn to burn. A treagedy, because from them there was so much to learn, You will find the key to life is checking for you friends, Everything's gonna be alright, I got to let you know that I'm in love with you. |
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Verse 1 *(Shock G)* Mammy, zammy, damn there's nothin to me but when they rock us in the streets we say "Ooo-we" you see the freak in the beat, she do me I hit that mitty-bitty wit the sticky ooo-we gooy I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe I got more soul in my style then they will ever know I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show we got them groceries bro yo Luniz let go. Verse 2 *(Numskull)* I got the flow so let the Luni man take over get deep into my hold if ya lost, then picture gold I heard styles that others stole but it's no original flow like the Luniz an the man wit the nose. Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11 ghetto heavy, could climb wit mo "Good Times" than James Devin glock wars meanin you critize Tupac for homies in the hood, we strap Rugers an "We Got More". Chorus *(Shock G)* Didn't ya know our brothas got more so check the new flow cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh. Look how we throw a lil sumpthin to roll to hold you, from the O-we-O-we-O. Verse 4 *(Shock G)* I got that Voodoo runnin through my veins quit surpressed yes crazy no not insane I smoothie through the menu then I make my order I got that dominate gene so if ya 'noid hide yo daughter the love ya givin is based on what I do for you for the right amount of money you probably let me ??? you I like to glide up in it, but I got my pride ain't no whore don't second guess yo man cuz he got more. *(Chorus)* Verse 5 *(Yukmouth)* Studio gangstas wanna battle, well let's battle I blasted they plastic ass get put under ground wit the fragments. Verse 6 *(Numskull)* Snaggle tooth rhymers wit no flavor save a gang a neighbors then move away so they won't be called haters. Verse 7 *(Yukmouth)* Captain Save-A-Hoe up-up an away ya go the "O" is too unfadeable. Verse 8 *(Numskull)* But don't trip get a grip make ya own skit be sure before you slide through the door cuz "We Got More". Chorus *(Shock G)* 2x Didn't ya know our brothas got more so check the new flow cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh. Look how we throw a lil sumpthin to roll to bump hoes to from the O-we-O-we-O. |
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